Ever had that feeling, happy but fearful that this is gonna end? I happen to be in that place again. It is ironic to see the giver not being given his due. However, hopefully I will be forgiven, lest I wander into uncertainty.
           I guess it’s gonna be fine eh… not much to waver with. Much of serenity will definitely go away, all will remain is nothing, like a umbrella in the rain, if something helps catch the uneasiness, then it shall be seen.
           I heard that humans have it in their DNA to be exactly opposite of what they think they are! So I think I’m not a psychopath after all.
           Recently there was the news article where a mother, busy gambling, killed her two babies by shutting them off in the car. Do such people have right to live; call Judge dredd. Pleasurable experiences can make man thirsty, so make pleasure illegal? Or disguise pleasure as a displeasured commodity? Or make rules harsh enough even for the 12th monkey to fear. Having to make rules requires trail and error, but no guinea pigs involved, real, full-blown humans. When invigorating to the max, humans tend to forget their species, and become another, which comes about with the ugliness of the inner self. Humans are, therefore a disease, a virus, which is a parasite to its existence.